Thanks, Warren, for reminding me that I might have the Australian version. It is in John Meredith & Hugh Anderson, 1967 and reprints, Folk Songs of Australia, Ure Smith.

Lyr. Add: The Wee One

I am a young man cut down in my blossom,
I married a young girl to comfort my home.
She goes out and she leaves me
And falsely deceives me
And leaves me a wee one that ne'er was my own.

Oh, dear, oh, the day that I got married,
I wish I were single again.
With my weeping and wailing
And rocking the cradle
And nursing a wee one that ne'er is my own.

While I'm at work, my wife's on the rantan,
On the rantan with another young man.
She goes out and she leaves me
And falsely deceives me
And leaves me a wee one that ne'er is my own.
Oh, dear, oh, etc.

All you young men that is fond of the lassies
Take my advice, leave those flash girls alone,
For by the Lord Harry
If one you should marry,
They'll bring you a wee one that ne'er is your own.
Oh, dear, oh, etc.

Pp. 168-169, with brief musical score.

"The song was learned [by Sally Sloan] from Bob Vaughan, of Aberdeen, New South Wales.